Hell is for children Hell is for hell Because hell And you know that their little lives can become such a mess And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

When will I find my way home? As I tear my flesh from bone Will you hear nothing I say As the tide just sweeps and sways As the anchors that bind me Just rust and decay As I scream out to the sky I have so many anchors That I know to be mine

I'm a little bit steady but still little bit rollin' stone I'm a little bit heaven but still a little bit flesh-and-bone Little found, little don't-know-where-I-am I'm a little bit holy water but still a little bit burning man Burning man Still just a

When I look you in your eyes I can see my own Straight love manifested in flesh and bone You's a breath of fresh air in this world of shit You was born to be a soldier don't ever forget Hit back when hit Use force that's effective All these bitches and

I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves I wander out where you can't see Inside my shell, I wait and bleed You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing The flesh was in my bones The pain was always free

I am flesh and I am bone I've got fire in my soul Rise up, ting ting, like glitter Like glitter and gold Like glitter Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold Do you ponder the manner of things In the dark The dark, the dark, the dark

I breathe the air of freedom Everyone is doing their best to destroy it Simplicity's forgotten And we all drill the ground I stand free I refuse to be surrounded The stones and dust bite hostile Devours flesh and bone The weakest lost in hatred

'Cause now I own you. Hey, ce la vie. Remember me? I made you, dressed And trained you. Hey, it's bitter sweet. You can't kill me with kindness, I don't buy it. Strip down, show me flesh and bone. (Strip Down.)

Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver